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Palabras perennes de emociones pasajeras

Lucía Sandí

Protected: Intimacy

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Holes.

Deep holes I wonder what kind of music you are listening to. In what kind of mood you are when you wake up in the morning. I wonder what you're thinking right at this moment and in what kind of... Continue Reading →

Some call it moments of ordinary life. I find them extraordinary.

A few short stories, written while listening to Art in Sound, a playlist made by Anita on Spotify and Cozy at Home, made for me, by me. https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4X2SiVsqzVKtA14NCFLoWa https://open.spotify.com/user/1160056111/playlist/2tIlP2dGwpAulAwKw3ykmx?si=xRBe9qJDQMiGWGFdcPxa5Q Some call it moments of ordinary life. I find them extraordinary.... Continue Reading →

Tattoos on a worn out, full of life skin.

My first tattoo was an act of rebellion by two teenagers trying to live life by the fullest. By then I thought tattoos needed meaning to look better on you. Now I realize we only need to love how they... Continue Reading →

Protected: A grieving letter.

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Small pleasures

A couple of years ago a wise person put in my hands a set of cards. Each card had printed pictures in them, and each picture hold some of the most precious little moments in life that makes us happy.... Continue Reading →

This is how it feels. A weird poem.

How it feels. Like the ocean, as big. 1000 feet deep. Darker shadows. As unknown. The universe and its 1000 other galaxies. Is there life in other planets? As uncertain. The weather The weather in a tropical mode Rain  ... Continue Reading →

Somewhere over the rainbow.

I used to miss him when it rained. It reminded me of the dark green mountains in that green beautiful country I love, without any kind of trees and its misty tops. And those mountains reminded me of him, and... Continue Reading →

A letter to the next one

To the next person I decide to love. Just know that loving each other will be a decision. Because we both want to and because we really believe we are going to make the best of it. Not because we... Continue Reading →

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